Undocumented Immigrant. Chapter 34 - Dreamland or Reality?

[Tracey]

Undocumented Immigrant

This is a spinoff is from MaybeMee’s story Illegal Immigrant. While there are references to Dawn and other characters that feature in Illegal Immigrant it is a separate tale of Heather and her time in the diaper dimension. Thanks to MaybeMee for kindly allowing the reference linking to set the scene. 

1 - Lightning strikes twice

Heather lay on the bed in her room and watched the ceiling fan as it slowly rotated, the gentle movement of the blades numbing her into a false sense of security with each rotation as if they were the arms of a crib mobile. The last hour had been panicked, Dawn had been in a frenzy over her missing suitcase and had tried to drag her into the quagmire. Wondering now if it really was a close call the idea of lightning striking twice amused her, was it really true or just an old wives tale? Either way after full day on tour and Dawn’s unreasonable demands that she help her break into their tour guides room and retrieve her missing suitcase had sapped her remaining energy, fatigue eventually took over, unable to keep her eyes open any longer images of Dawn wearing nothing more than a pull-up flashed in front of her. OMG she thought, it really was a close run thing, that could be me now if I had been the one lagging behind this morning. To escape this dreadful place a sacrifice was called for, and Dawn, the girl she had only become acquainted with that morning was going to be her ticket out of here. One more night and she would be back at the portal and home free, could it be that easy?

In the office behind the hotel reception the woman who had tried to get James to handover Dawn continued to press her case.

“I’m telling you he is a Little Trafficker, she should be with me now, not with him.”

With Dawn gone from the hotel Stacey was again pleased that the number of chicks in her nest was now just how it should be, what she didn’t need was this overbearing and demanding woman messing up her plan.

“I’m not so sure about that Mamm, after all she did call him Daddy and seemed more than happy to be leaving the hotel with him.”

“Play the tapes, see for yourself what happened in the hallway outside my room. If you don’t I’m calling the Cops and I’m sure you don’t want your hotel to be on the national news and referred to as a safe haven for Little Traffickers.” 

The woman was persistent if nothing else. Musing over what options she had Stacy searched for the timestamp on the recording for the hallway cameras. No one had asked her to do it before and she was unfamiliar with the process, her first search showed Dawn calling from her open room door another brown headed Little in the hallway. 

Seeing a Little who was even smaller than the mouthy girl that she set eyes on in the hallway the Amazon woman smiled inwardly. Mmmm she thought, If I can’t get that brat girl back the brown haired one is also a real cutie and would be an even better fit for what I have in mind. I wonder what her room number is?

“Stop, play it from here, there is something about that brown haired girl.”

Stacey hit the pause then play buttons. “That’s Heather, she is also in my tour group that leaves tomorrow, she is already on the transport manifest and is accounted for.” The recording kicked into life, mumbling could be heard as the cameras picked up the sound of voices but were unable to detect the actual words. Together the two woman watched the playback until the petite brown haired girl went inside the room where the other little was and closed the door leaving the hallway empty.

“So I suppose that’s it, no more recordings.” 

“Normally yes, except in the little rooms we also have a camera and microphone built into the TV.”Switching cameras voices could now be heard and the image of two littles, one in a pull-up and the other a short sundress with her panties peeking out filled the screen. The conversation she was about hear would turn both Stacy and Heather’s worlds upside down.

The playback continued as Stacy sat in the hotel office with the woman who had called the front desk claiming a man had kidnapped the little that she had intended to claim. Searching the security cameras for the floor where her chickadees were spending their last night the screen showed the hallway cameras and a man as he carried a screaming little from her room, the door of the next room open and the woman who was now sitting beside her as she played back the recording. 

“So that’s when the noise alerted me to the fact that he was most likely a little trafficker, her screams had woken me and he was carrying her butt naked.”

Stacy didn’t need any more grief tonight, the sooner this woman was placated and she worked out what to do with Heather who now held a secret she could not be allowed back through the portal with the better. “What did he say when you asked him.” 

“The girl was kicking him as she struggled to get out of his grasp, he apologised for the racket then said she was being a brat, not even his daughter, that he was just helping her out and they were leaving.”

Something about the woman’s claims made Stacy feel uneasy. Watching the next few frames see saw the woman disappear back into her room briefly before she reappeared and pulled a folded white rectangle of plastic covered fluff pulp from a large purse. A diaper, the woman was waving a diaper as she continued her inquisition. Stacy had been looking for a way out of the situation perhaps this was her opportunity. 

“I see what you mean...” The corners of her mouth raised into a smile. “Well, I think you were certainly patient enough with both of them. After all, you had been trying to sleep and the little’s tantrum was unacceptable.” Hoping her sixth sense was right she asked the question that would define what happened next. “I can understand why you were not happy with the noise, but why did you have a diaper in your purse?”

“Oh, that’s an easy answer, she smiled innocently. “I’ve actually been meaning to adopt and am hoping to find a suitable little, it has to be a girl, preferably not a native little and she must be petite enough to fit Amazon toddler sized clothes and diapers.

The look of concern Stacy had been carrying for the past fifteen minutes evaporated as the woman spilled the beans. It was now obvious to her that the woman had tried to adopt Dawn there and then, but had failed to convince James to hand her over, even though the girl was butt naked. “I might be able to help you achieve that… but only if you are happy to drop this allegation.”

“Oh, how so?”

“The brown haired little that you saw at the start of the playback, would you be interested in taking her.” Stacy watched as the woman’s eyes lit up, she had hit pay dirt, all going to plan her problem of Heather taking the secrets she should not have any knowledge of back through the portal was about to be solved.

Apparently the woman wasn’t expecting the gesture. “Well, I appreciate the offer but how will you explain that you have one less little than you need on your portal manifest tomorrow?”

“That’s pretty easy to do, a new group arrived today and one of them has already been removed from the tour. All I need to do is send her home early in place of Heather then do the paperwork for Heather’s non return, once that is done she will be stuck here like her little girlfriend.”

“Let’s, do it, I’m Ivy by the way.”

“And I’m Stacy, a tour guide with the hotel.”

Edited Sunday at 11:47 AM by Tracey
Chapter 34 added

[BabySofia]

Interesting start!

[Kat5]

A few things:

1. I'm excited for this, Illegal Immigrant was one of the stories that somehow made a story pop into my head.

2. The text is big enough for me to read. Thank you for that!

3. This a great start and I look forward to reading more!

[codsterc10@msn.com]

I love it so far. I smell trouble for Heather. I look forward to reading more to come. 

[Tracey]

10 hours ago, BabySofia said:

Interesting start!

Thankyou, the inspiration comes from Mee’s work

8 hours ago, Kat5 said:

1. I'm excited for this, Illegal Immigrant was one of the stories that somehow made a story pop into my head.

2. The text is big enough for me to read. Thank you for that!

3. This a great start and I look forward to reading more!

Thank-you for the positive feedback. Illegal Immigrant is well written and has inspired this spinoff, it has links but in respect for Mee’s work it wont develop any of the original characters. 

8 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

I love it so far. I smell trouble for Heather. I look forward to reading more to come

Your sense of smell is finely tuned, Heather on the other hand is as naive as the day she landed in the DD.

[Guilend]

I’m going to have to go back and read the first few chapters of illegal immigrant again. From the little bit I remember, which isn’t much, my brain is telling me the timeline doesn’t match. But I’m probably overthinking it and probably remembering several DD story beginnings because my brain can be stupid sometimes 😂. I also don’t remember Heather outside the one scene of her starting to lag behind and Dawn lags behind her. 
 

Great start, I absolutely love Illegal Immigrant and looking forward to reading this spinoff. 
 

Heather is definitely doomed. Not only does she have two Amazons going after her, I don’t feel she’s as quick thinking or as fast of a learning (at least not where it would count in staying free in this universe). I just don’t think she realizes just how much danger she’s in, she just now realizing how dangerous the universe is. But who knows, she might like being treated like a baby 🤷‍♂️. 
 

I hope Stacy, or even that other woman, get caught and find themselves wearing thick diapers and sitting uncomfortably on sore bottoms while trying not to release the enema they’ve received. I’d at least want Heather with a nicer mommy. 

[BabySofia]

22 minutes ago, Guilend said:

From the little bit I remember, which isn’t much, my brain is telling me the timeline doesn’t match.

If this is the final day (which it seems to be) they just got back to the hotel and Dawn discovered she was screwed and gets help from the only person she can. We never saw anything directly from the others the next day, so it's quite plausible I think. It's been a while for me too, but I did re-read it sometime in the last year. @Mee could probably verify this isn't touching any of the rest of the events we never saw. Tracey seems to have done the right thing and gotten permission here, so I'm sure she checked with him.

Heather is definitely screwed. Hope she learns to enjoy her comfy diapees without too many bad things happening to her! As far as I'm concerned, this is karma!

[Tracey]

5 hours ago, BabySofia said:

6 hours ago, Guilend said:

From the little bit I remember, which isn’t much, my brain is telling me the timeline doesn’t match.

If this is the final day (which it seems to be) they just got back to the hotel and Dawn discovered she was screwed and gets help from the only person she can. We never saw anything directly from the others the next day, so it's quite plausible I think. It's been a while for me too, but I did re-read it sometime in the last year. @Mee could probably verify this isn't touching any of the rest of the events we never saw. Tracey seems to have done the right thing and gotten permission here, so I'm sure she checked with him

Its been quite a while since this opening chapter was first drafted and permission sought to develop another storyline using one of Mee’s characters. Having started that work it went into hiatus when more chapters of Illegal Immigrant were published to avoid disrupting the flow and consider how a spinoff that was complimentary could be developed.

Sofia is correct, this first chapter is the final evening of Dawn’s tour, her last night at the hotel. The challenge is to reference the existing characters where they have had contact with Heather, but to explicitly avoid developing any of them other than Heather and the woman from the room next to Heather’s who pulled a diaper from her purse and wanted to take Dawn when James had come back to the hotel and was retrieving Dawn. This is the same woman who claimed James was a Little Trafficker.

Corrupting the original storyline also needs to be avoided which makes it very vague. The good news is that challenge is having the effect of causing readers to go back and reread the opening chapters of Illegal Immigrant which is an all time classic must read. If you are a speed reader there will be details that pop out with subsequent rereads that were skimmed over (read but not processed) in the first read.

Thanks for the positive encouragement, this isn’t going to be easy to write as Mee's work is outstanding and the spin off needs to also come close to achieving a similar result. Readers feedback will be vital in ensuring that outcome is achieved. 

[Guilend]

16 minutes ago, Tracey said:

Its been quite a while since this opening chapter was first drafted and permission sought to develop another storyline using one of Mee’s characters. Having started that work it went into hiatus when more chapters of Illegal Immigrant were published to avoid disrupting the flow and consider how a spinoff that was complimentary could be developed.

Sofia is correct, this first chapter is the final evening of Dawn’s tour, her last night at the hotel. The challenge is to reference the existing characters where they have had contact with Heather, but to explicitly avoid developing any of them other than Heather and the woman from the room next to Heather’s who pulled a diaper from her purse and wanted to take Dawn when James had come back to the hotel and was retrieving Dawn. This is the same woman who claimed James was a Little Trafficker.

Corrupting the original storyline also needs to be avoided which makes it very vague. The good news is that challenge is having the effect of causing readers to go back and reread the opening chapters of Illegal Immigrant which is an all time classic must read. If you are a speed reader there will be details that pop out with subsequent rereads that were skimmed over (read but not processed) in the first read.

Thanks for the positive encouragement, this isn’t going to be easy to write as Mee's work is outstanding and the spin off needs to also come close to achieving a similar result. Readers feedback will be vital in ensuring that outcome is achieved. 

Thanks, I am a speed reader so I know what you’re talking about. And yes, her writing of Illegal Immigrant is great and if this first chapter is any indication, you’ll do great as well. 

[SGTbaby]

Fun!

[BabySofia]

FYI, you used one of the misspelled Diaper Dimension tags, if you correct it to the right one 'Diaper Dimension' it will be a lot easier to find and catalog. 

[Tracey]

7 hours ago, BabySofia said:

FYI, you used one of the misspelled Diaper Dimension tags, if you correct it to the right one 'Diaper Dimension' it will be a lot easier to find and catalog. 

Thankyou, completely missed that! 
 

[Tracey]

8 hours ago, SGTbaby said:

Fun!

For Ivy I suspect…. Will Heather also think of it as fun when the new day dawns… (sorry… couldn’t resist the pun)

[codsterc10@msn.com]

I was wondering when part 2 will be posted and hopefully more of this story. 

[Tracey]

4 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

I was wondering when part 2 will be posted and hopefully more of this story. 

And here it is…. Thankyou for your interest

In the hotel Tour Guide’s office Stacy opened a white wooden cabinet on the rear wall and removed a two disposable undergarments. Turning she smiled, “Want do you want to use on her Ivy, a normal pull-up or this overnight pullup?”

“What’s the difference, I was planning on planning on putting that other girl in a diaper and this one is even smaller so why would we bother with potty training pants?”

“It’s the best way Ivy, believe me. By starting with pull-ups its easier to the regress to diapers, the shock isn’t as big and you won’t get the same resistance from the little.”

“Oh, I see, well what’s the difference between those two pull-ups then.”

 Passing the pull-up in her left hand to the hotel guest who was now enamoured with the idea of taking the mousy haired Little the next morning Stacy smiled, “The one you are now holding is an Overnight pull-up, it has extra padding… that extra absorbency will provide up to 12 hours of overnight protection… with the gas in her room that she will have inhaled by now she is going to sleeping like a baby. I can guarantee you that in the morning she won’t be feeling like a Big Kid and the only celebrating she will be doing is having her first wet night in probably fifteen years.”

“Oh, well that all makes sense Stacy, I agree, a pull up will do for tonight… let’s get on with it.”

Ivy held the thick overnight pull-up in her hand outside the room next to her own while the Tour Guide retrieved her master key card and held it up against the lock. Click, the door unlocked and was gently pushed open to reveal a naked miniature woman, albeit one with no curves, no obvious breasts and a small patch of peach fuzz covering her private parts laid out for the count on the hotel room bed.

Ivy smiled as she eyed up the prize that was hers for the taking, “She is perfect, even smaller than the other girl who was making all the fuss… and definitely small enough to fit the amazon toddler sized clothes we have just bought for her by the look of it.” Whispering quietly the two amazon woman who were now partners in crime made their toward the bed, the night light giving out just enough illumination for them to see what they were doing. 

Stacy took charge, it was clearly that this wasn’t her first rodeo. “We need to be quick, here, hold her legs apart while I spray her with the permanent hair remover, it contains a topical diuretic that will be adsorbed during the night… then you get the pull-up on her… she is going to need it before the morning arrives… while you are doing that I will repack her luggage with the clothing you have picked out for her… once that’s done I will remove her identification from the room and meet you outside in the hallway.” 

Stacy stood back and waited while the woman who she had made the deal with took each of the girl’s small feet and gently pushed her legs apart. “Perfect, hold it there,” she instructed before aiming the the can of aerosol spray then depressing the trigger. 

‘Ppppsssss’…. Ivy was intrigued, she thought it would be like a body spray, instead a thick foam was emitted that covered the groin areas on each side of the girl’s small body. As she held the girl’s legs open the Tour Guide took the time to ensure the foam also reached into the folds of skin where the girl’s belly joined her skinny legs. With that done she sprayed the pubic area between the two groin areas so that it looked like an iced cake. “That’s gonna make a big mess” Ivy remarked, “its just as well she she going to be wearing a pull-up tonight.”

“Yup, this is the easy bit Ivy, you can lower her legs now…. make sure you put those disposable gloves on, if that foamy stuff touches your skin you are also going to wake up in a wet bed in the morning.”

Warned of the risk she had to manage Ivy pulled the pair of disposable surgical gloves on over her hands before picking up the pull-up that Stacy had given her downstairs. As she fed the girl’s skinny legs one at a time through the pull-up she felt her pulse increase, the act of putting the girl back in a amazon toddler size pull-up was exciting her inner desires. Gently she tugged the disposable underwear up the girl’s skinny legs and over the naked bottom. What was the girl thinking, going go bed naked she thought to herself. That sort of behaviour was not going to be tolerated moving forward, in fact she was only going to get to see her naked parts from now on in two ways, in the bath, or when she was having her pants changed. With the job done Ivy took a final look at her handiwork and left the room, quietly closing the door behind her. 

“Good job Ivy, you look like a pro already,” Stacy commented as she dumped the clothes and souvenirs from girl’s suitcase into a rubbish cart in the hallway.

“My sister has two littles and and an amazon toddler so Ive changed my fair share of pull-ups and diapers. I thought it was cute though that she didn’t even move a muscle as I put her in the pull-up. Did you get her ID as well?”

“Yup.. all here… purse, handbag, travel documents and identification.”

“I would love to be a fly on the wall in the morning when she wakes up in the morning in a wet pull-up.”

Stacy grinned like a cheshire cat as she listened to the woman’s wish. “Tonight is your lucky night Ivy, as your fairy godmother I can make that wish come true by linking the camera in her room to your TV, when she wakes in the morning it will automatically start and you will get a private show.”

[codsterc10@msn.com]

Amazing job I look forward to reading more. Heather is going to be pissed off and her adventure has just begun. 

[Guilend]

Not going to lie, I kind wish they’d notice some of that foam on her wrist right above where the gloves ended 😂 

great chapter. They have a solid plan, but the fact that no plan ever goes to plan and that they’ve never exactly done this like this before, I feel like something won’t go to plan. Also if I was either of them, I wouldn’t trust the other. I’d definitely make sure I’d get away clean and have it pinned on the other if things goes sideways so I don’t end up pooping my pants while being breastfed by my new mommy 😂 

[Tracey]

2 hours ago, codsterc10@msn.com said:

Amazing job I look forward to reading more. Heather is going to be pissed off and her adventure has just begun. 

Thankyou. It has launched right into the plot without much introduction, the next chapter will address that and link back to the original story without doing any development of the characters or plot lines that Mee has skilfully built. 

[Tracey]

1 hour ago, Guilend said:

Also if I was either of them, I wouldn’t trust the other

Thanks for your support, from reading Mee’s epic we know that trust or more correctly an absence of trust is very real in the DD.

Ivy for her part was wrong about James being a little trafficker, what she didn’t know and would have got right about the hotel if she hadn’t been blinded by the idea of taking Dawn herself and instead taken the time to put the pieces of the puzzle together was Stacy’s role as the lynchpin of the operation. Ivy is now focussed on taking Heather, any thoughts she had of outing the hotel have evaporated with Stacy’s offer of little Heather.

Stacy’s initial fears about this woman (Ivy) were what was driving her concern of the hotel being outed to the media by the woman as a haven for little traffickers and that would include her role as Tour Guide. She has redirected Ivy’s attention and eased her own fears about being outed as a little trafficker by offering up Heather as a sacrifice. She also has a plan to balance the numbers on the portal transport manifest in the morning which would otherwise be one short by sending home a new arrival in Heather’s place. 

So there we have it, two amazon woman who don’t fully trust each other have a mutual dependance that links them both to little trafficking, neither of them can afford to be reported to the police or outed to the media so they need to collaborate to achieve their own self interests. 

[Guilend]

56 minutes ago, Tracey said:

there we have it, two amazon woman who don’t fully trust each other have a mutual dependance that links them both to little trafficking, neither of them can afford to be reported to the police or outed to the media so they need to collaborate to achieve their own self interests. 

That’s totally true, though fear and paranoia can cause people do stupid things if they don’t trust the person they’re with. But I’m just along for the ride. I can’t wait to see what happens next. Also, where can I get that special hair removal stuff from? Asking for a friend 😁

1 hour ago, Tracey said:

Ivy is now focussed on taking Heather, any thoughts she had of outing the hotel have evaporated with Stacy’s offer of little Heather.

Ivy's obsession with getting a Little, even with great risk to herself, might be her downfall. 

1 hour ago, Tracey said:

Thanks for your support, from reading Mee’s epic we know that trust or more correctly an absence of trust is very real in the DD.

Absolutely, I know trust irl is big, but in the DD it seems like it would be huge. Even as an Amazon, while it is probably difficult to end up losing “adult status” or whatever, permanently, it probably wouldn’t be very difficult to get one diapered temporarily if you knew what you were doing as an Amazon and they trusted you with the wrong information. Some of these Amazons seem to get vicious when going after a Little and would do probably just about anything to anyone they see as a threat or might get their chosen Little first. 
 

that all being said, Heather is screwed. Even if Stacy and/or Ivy get caught. Heather will still end up in someone’s nursery. Tbh I hope it’s someone nicer than Ivy. 

[SGTbaby]

Someone is in for a rough wake up in the morning!

[Tracey]

On 9/6/2025 at 9:06 AM, Guilend said:

where can I get that special hair removal stuff from?

Most pharmacies in Libertalia will have it.

On 9/6/2025 at 9:06 AM, Guilend said:

Some of these Amazons seem to get vicious when going after a Little and would do probably just about anything to anyone they see as a threat or might get their chosen Little first. 

No doubt about that, we have seen that behaviour already with the woman who initially took Dawn, I still wonder what she would have been like, perhaps Mee will tell us in another take from the DD? She ended up losing Dawn, was she able to get another little from the same group in a second attempt?

On 9/6/2025 at 1:24 PM, SGTbaby said:

Someone is in for a rough wake up in the morning!

From what we know already we can safely assume it won’t be as smooth as a mill pond.

[Tracey]

Chapter 2 is a refection of the opening days of Illegal Immigrant from Heather’s perspective. It references some of the dialogue to link the characters. Thanks to MaybeMee for creating this opportunity for Heather to experience life as a little in the DD.

2 - No plan survives first contact with the enemy

A great military philosopher once said “Know the enemy and know yourself in a hundred battles and you will never be in peril.” Before coming to the Amazons dimension Heather had done no research, the offer of an all expenses paid trip simply by filling in a few boxes and emailing her details into what looked like a travel promotion competition for a free trip had been too good to turn down. The thought of a free trip to another dimension turning into a battle of wills had not for one second crossed her mind. Now, she lay comatose on the hotel bed at 0500 the next morning, unaware of the soaked overnight pull-up intended for an actual toddler in the dimension she had come to visit that kept her hotel bed sheets dry as her brain worked overtime. The fog of a nitrous oxide induced sleep had cleared and she was beginning another phase of REM sleep. 

As a struggling student who was ignorant of the enemy she was about to do combat with an enemy she did not know, she was young and naive, she lacked worldly experience, often showed poor judgement and took things at face value never bothering to validate the information before her, even when they looked too good to be true. The travel promotion was another of those examples, naive enough to believe everything she had read and far too trusting. When it came to politics she was a blank slate, her naive attitude had been her downfall previously, a situation that could have been avoided with a little maturity and effort. Had she taken the time to even know herself her chances of winning or losing when she found herself in a difficult situation would have been somewhat equal. There was no doubt about it, she was young and naïve, ignorant of the enemy that lay in wait on the other side of the portal and ignorant of herself and her own abilities, critical failings that would be certain to put her in peril in every battle in her immediate future. 

On the bedside table the green numbers on radio alarm clock now read 0515, in one hour and 45 minutes the radio would come on giving her an hour to shower, get dressed and be downstairs in the lobby with her luggage to catch the shuttle to the portal. Unconsciously unaware that her brain fog had cleared, REM sleep replayed the events of yesterday in Libertalia packing them away in long term memory.  

“My favorite little munchkins!” That was what the tour guide with the bright red lipstick had called the group of portal adventurers while they had endured the tour … she had even invited them to stay longer… as if that would be something any if them would actually want to do after seeing how littles, as the amazons referred to them, were treated here. While her upbeat attitude was one thing, the secrets and mysteries of the dimension were another, they piqued her curiosity… should she stay a few more days and explore them? Stacy, their amazon tour guide from the hotel had taken the group to a lot of sights in the city which was huge compared to Anaheim back in California. What she struggled with now as her brain processed all of the new information was that she had somehow ended up here with a group of portal littles that every amazon they came in contact seemed to want to have a piece of. She had already accepted that lady luck had given her an opportunity that she had never expected… after mulling on the idea with two of her fellow waitresses at the crummy diner when she scraped a meager living together she seized the opportunity. Why look a gift horse in the mouth her friends had said, lucky you… take it and have some fun….”

Now she was deep into the rabbit hole, the people in this dimension were three times her height and size, against most of them she didn’t even come up to their waist and could easily walk between their legs without banging her head. When she wanted something from the tour guide or a staff member at the hotel it reminded her of when she had been much younger, bargaining with her mommy or a daycare teacher… the feeling was surreal, it was like watching a movie while being an actor in the screenplay. 

Then there was Dawn, a college student who she had met yesterday and struck up a friendship with after the close call with the amazon couple who were admiring her. The size difference between them and the giants was the most difficult thing to comprehend, that is what scared her the most, or so she had thought until seeing another little wearing a leather child’s safety harness being led down the street by an amazon woman who towered above her. After the initial shock what she noticed next caused her bladder to spasm, the outfit the girl was wearing was more suited to a toddler than a teenager, velcro shoes that flashed with every step, stretchy pink leggings and a short swing top with a bunny rabbit pattern that did nothing to hide the bulging bottom under the stretchy leggings. OMG she thought when her group stopped at the crosswalk and she found herself standing next to the girl. Turning she intruded herself, “Hi, I’m Heather… we are here on a tour…”  

“Mmmm …. Mmmaaaa…..” was all that she got back in reply, when the girl also turned to face her the reason why became obvious, her face was tear stained and she had been silenced with a pacifier. Realising the girl was close to her own age and clearly another little, panic had immediately set in. Heather wanted to be anywhere but here as the girl tried to make a run for it only to be held back when the lead of the safety harness prevented her escape. 

“I see you have a bolter there,” Stacy had piped up as the crosswalk symbol turned to green and the group made their way across. 

“This little cutie would be gone in flash if I didn’t keep her in baby reins when we are out and about,” the tall amazon woman holding the lead attached to the harness secured around the girls torso proclaimed. Stopping on the sidewalk when clear of the road she lifting the hem of the childish swing top with its bunny rabbit print that the girl was wearing with one hand, then pulled back the waistband of the pink leggings with the other. What Heather saw did nothing to ease her panic, pink plastic baby pants… the girl was wearing waterproof plastic baby pants and under them what looked like a white cotton padding. “Nope, no surprises for Mommy yet… your diapee is only a little wet… it will last while we get you signed up for daycare so Mommy can go back to work.”

Stacy’s smile had done nothing to calm Heather’s fears as the amazon and her diapered little had walked off in the opposite direction toward a large building with pastel signage announcing it as ‘Tiny Tots - Libertia’s leading daycare provider’. The longer they stayed here the more bizarre this place became. Before she could process all of the information Stacy had started speaking again. “I can take hands right now for those who’d be interested in a longer stay?” While no one raised their hand and she looked to be disappointed the rejection didn’t dampen her enthusiasm,  “Awwwh, come on, no need to be shy!” The way she had snickered was unnerving, it was like she knew something that they didn’t. 

Heather felt that they were now living in the twilight zone, just a couple steps away from a new reality or a couple of steps back to safety. This place have amazing technology and architecture, but what ruined it was the way amazons seemed to think all Littles needed mothering. She watched intrigued as the little on the leash wadded away in the opposite direction, the briefing they had received on arrival had been explicitly clear, ‘no matter what you may think do not under any circumstances interfere, its how things work here.’ Yup… she was a bystander alright… a bystander in the Twilight Zone.

In the group ahead two girls around her own age who looked like they had just started college were now talking. “What the fuck even was that?”

“They were actually serious about kidnapping?”

“Can they really just take people like that?”

“Hey, they, they can’t do that to us too, right?”

“Now, now, everyone!” Stacy had then interjected to calm the group. “We have plenty of other sights and shops to see, so we need to keep a tight schedule! Come along now!” She signalled to then as if they were still preschoolers, while ignoring what the group had just witnessed until a voice behind her raised a question.

“Uhm, Stacy?” The small voice called out and the Tour Guide turned her head.

“Aren’t we gonna talk about what we just saw?”

What came next was scarry. “See...what?” Was the Tour Guide really that stupid or simply ignoring the question?

“That woman, and the little she had with here, she looked just like one of us?

“Oh!” She chuckled. “You mean her daughter who was being fussy? Perhaps it was because she didn’t want to spend any more time in a wet diapee.”

Stacy had tried but her explanation had done nothing to calm the group, a distraction was needed. “Oh! Look at the time! We are behind schedule. Come along my little munchkins!” Marching forward at a fast clip the group had no choice but to try and keep up as they past more of the local landmarks, Stacy describing each one nonchalantly as if she was simply going through the motions. 

Reaching the end of the block, Stacy had then spun around to face them all with a stern look on her face. It was the same routine at every crosswalk, why did she have to treat the. As if they were toddlers who didn’t know how to cross the road? Hand in hand they begrudgingly crossed the road. Heather, each of he hands held by others in the tour group only because some people had already been removed from the tour for not listening to the Tour Guide and her mothering.

“Oh honey, look! It’s a group of Portal Littles!” Heather picked up, her hearing sharp as tack. The excitement in the amazon woman’s voice sending a chill through her bones. She didn’t know why but her skin prickled as the tiny hairs on her body stood upright like solders on parade. 

“How would you know that? Don’t all Littles look the same?” Following the lead of the others in the group Heather kept moving forward silently. Now wasn’t the time to be a tall poppy, keeping her head down was a better solution.

“Just look! See? That’s an official tour guide from one of the local hotels… and look… not a single amazon parent or guardian is with them.” Picking up the pace Heather dared not look back at the amazon couple who had caught up and were now directly behind her. She’d had her fill of being patronised for one vacation. “Oh! And that one, see her?” It could be anyone in the group they were now talking about, just relax and blend in. 

“Which one?” The panic she had felt earlier was back, OMG she had thought, were they about to take someone from the group, here on the street, in broad daylight?

“The one with brown hair, wearing the jeans? Such a cute little bum, too!” OMG, that’s me Heather realised, no one else is wearing jeans. In a panic she picking up her pace in an attempt to blend into the bigger group.

The female amazon was now clearly putting pressure on her co conspirator as Heather had tried to become invisible in the pack. “They’re opening that new daycare a few blocks down from the house… don’t you think this is a sign?” While the woman raved on Heather could feel her heart beating faster as if it was trying to get out of he chest and run off on it’s own.

“Kath, I know you’ve been wanting one, but...” The way the man said it gave her some hope… perhaps all wasn’t lost after all and he could talk some sense into the woman who must be his wife. “We really haven’t planned everything out… there is also the agencies… and we don’t even have a crib, highchair, change table or a stroller yet… don’t you think we should get that all sorted first?“

As the days events were replayed her mind imagined how sardines felt when a school of sharks found then, pushing her way into the group Heather hoped for the best, becoming a ball was how sardines protected themselves wasn’t it. Then they were gone, it was as if the threat had never been there. Taking stock of the latest stop on today’s walking tour Heather admired the landscaping, there was no doubt about it being stunning. When the group moved off again Heather ran into Dawn the young student who she had met yesterday at the back of group.

“Well...we could always just take her?” She had heard the man say to his wife as they watched the group move away. “She is hanging out at the back of the group with another girl, people do it everyday? I can’t imagine it’d be that hard to do….”

Up ahead Heather and Dawn were trailing the pack, lost in their own conversation as they dawdled behind the group. “Hey, were you alright back there?” Heather asked.

“Yeah...thanks for asking… The Amazons here are fucking crazy...”

“I’ll say,” she sighed. “As soon as I heard them talking about me all I wanted to do was make a run for it.”

“Just as well you didn’t that would have made you an easy target as you would have been away from the group, we need to stick together.”

“Yeah… you re right there… we get arsehole customers like that at work occasionally… they lear at us or catcall but we stick together as a tight team of waitresses and don’t let them win. Where do you go to college?”

“Massachusetts? Where’s the restaurant you work at?”

“Cali,” Heather blinked as the afternoon sun temporarily blinded her. As the conversation carried on the new friends dropped back from the group unaware of the danger they were now in. “Ugh, I’m so done talking about this stuff… mind if we change over to something a bit more, like, cheery?” Looking up she realised just how far behind the main group they now were. “Maybe we should pick up the pace?”

Heather had relaxed, finally she had someone to relate to on this trip but now they needed to catch up to the main group. Taking the lead she began to jog as her new friend followed behind. The images her brain was now processing were that final scene, a scene that was indeed shocking to say the least. She had turned her head to see where Dawn was when the sight of a large woman whisking Dawn off the sidewalk and into the air filled her filed of vision. Dawn’s feet had cycling in nothingness as she yelped in surprise. Should she run or should she try and help her new friend? On the horns of a dilemma the decision was made for her when adrenaline filled her small body, she turned 180 degrees and bolted.

“No! NO! PLEASE!” Dawn’s cries for help could be heard as she made some distance between the amazon in an attempt to catch up to the group. “Please, please! Don’t take me!” Dawn’s cries punctuated the air as she was carried off. The final images showed Dawn being carried away in the opposite direction, tears running down her cheeks as she struggled to get free of the beast of an amazon who taken her. Then she was gone… just like that… there were taking one minute and she was taken the next… how could they have been so careless to let that happen. 

Brrrppp… brrrppp… brrrppp… reaching across the bed Heather found the clock radio and smashed the snooze button. Rolling over she stretched, the same as she did every morning like a kitten waking after a nap. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes the reality of where she was came flooding back to her. Today was the day… the tour was done… she was going home… back through the portal. As her vision cleared and she fully woke a new problem emerged. She was wearing padding… not just any padding… it looked like a kids pull-up, the waterproof cover crinkling with her every movement. WTF she thought, where did that come from unaware of what had transpired the previous night. Rolling off bed she stood on the carpeted floor then walked over to her suitcase. No biggie she thought, I can ditch this awful thing and get some underwear and my clothes out of my suitcase for the trip home this morning. 

Rolling the tumblers to the correct combination the suitcase refused to open. “What the fuck…. Open you bastard,” Heather ranted as she tried for a second time with the same result. “Nooooo….. noooo… open… just bloody open….,” she ranted with frustration until knocking at the door got her attention. 

Who could it be? Stacy maybe… yes… that would be it… she would be able to help. Grabbing a towel she wrapped it around her lithe body then cracked the door open.“What’s going on in here? I’m in the room next door and all I can hear is yelling and ranting. Do you need help? The visitor wasn’t who she had expected, it was the woman she had seen arguing with the man who had taken Dawn last night. 

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